Dr.Seuss was born March 2, 1904 in Springfield, Massachusettes. He was a writer, cartoonist, animator, book writer and publisher.He attended dartmouth college. His major genre was children literature. He died September 24,1991 (age 87) of lung cancer in San Diego, California. (The lost dr.seuss poem) I love my job I love my job, I love its pay I love it more and more each day. I love my boss, he is the best I love his boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location. I hate to go on vacation. I love my furniture, drab and grey, and piles of paper that grow each day! I think my job is really swell, there’s nothing else I love so well. I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software; I hug it often though it won’t care. I love each program and every file; I’d love them more if they work a while.
I’m happy to be here. I am. I am I’m the happiest slave of the firm. I am. I love this work. I love these chores. I love the meetings with deadly bores. I love my job – I’ll say it again- I even love those friendly men. Those friendly men who’ve come today, in clean white coats to take me away!!!! This poem includes rhyme such as "chores" and "bores" more things like "today" and "away". seuss's style is rhyme scheme. this poem show mood. The poem is a narrative poem. Great heart and the brain drain Comfort me with cabbages, my brain’s not screwed in tight. Help me plug my ears, in case it Wanders out of sight With a cabbage in my left ear And a corkscrew in my right I forgot about ontology And I sleep just fine at night
(The lost dr.seuss poem)
I love my job
I love my job, I love its pay
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best
I love his boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location. I hate to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey, and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell, there’s nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software; I hug it often though it won’t care.
I love each program and every file; I’d love them more if they work a while.
I’m happy to be here. I am. I am
I’m the happiest slave of the firm. I am.
I love this work. I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job – I’ll say it again- I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who’ve come today, in clean white coats to take me away!!!! This poem includes rhyme such as "chores" and "bores" more things like "today" and "away". seuss's style is rhyme scheme. this poem show mood. The poem is a narrative poem.
Great heart and the brain drain
Comfort me with cabbages, my brain’s not screwed in tight.
Help me plug my ears, in case it
Wanders out of sight
With a cabbage in my left ear
And a corkscrew in my right
I forgot about ontology
And I sleep just fine at night